Grand Thanks

Posted by Bonnie on

Snapped 11-(23-25)-2012

The “Grand Trio” made their Thanksgiving visit to our house this week, and here are the pics to prove it. I’m more motivated and enthusiastic (does anyone else have a problem spelling that?) about the holidays this year than usual. With the exception of the tree, Herman and I decked the halls before their arrival. I even brought out the Dept. 56 Dickens Village. They loved it. It’s so much fun to see everything through their eyes. That’s where the joy lies. ~~~

My DIL took some closeups of the “village people.”~~~~~~

Herman and I call the following grand “The Face” because she has a million expressions, and each one could launch a thousand ships.

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how NOT to take a photo

Posted by Bonnie on

Snapped 8-5-2012

This is Megan, my great-niece. Look at that background: open dishwasher, full trash cans in the pull-out cabinet, dirty dishes on the counter and those are my baked beans (to the right of Megan’s head) in that circa 1970 Corningware dish. This photo captures all the necessary mess that goes on behind the scenes at a large gathering, but who needs this stuff in their memory bank?

Despite the background, doesn’t she look fetching in her pretty dress and barrette? This was taken at a family party last week, and the house was buzzing with activity and celebration. Attempting to capture the moment, I snapped a lot of shots, but how much did I want to capture the mess of it all? Not so much. Still, many of my photos preserved what I wanted most to remember. The important thing here is that we had a fantastic time with four generations under one roof. Remember not to get so caught up in documenting everything that you forget to enjoy the actual moment.

Now, isn’t this better?

Up, Up and Away!

Posted by Bonnie on

Snapped 6-9-2012
I was on the deck, barbecuing chicken on the grill, when this hot air beauty rose from my neighbor’s backyard.

I ran for the camera and then watched with envy as it drifted by, stirring every childhood fantasy.

It came so close, I felt I could almost jump in the tiny, dangling basket and sail away with its occupants. Sigh.